the rat had to die

The rat laid dead or half alive

As I drove into the porch

It didn't move at all

Even I came out to look

It laid in perfect shape

Without moving away

Playing dead on the porch

As I walked to watch

I walked away

I found a short iron rod

I pressed on its stomach

Then it started to move

I told the rat

I was sorry as I took its life

Maybe the cat brought it here

The rat couldn't live to tell

I buried the rat in the garden

Back to the original stage

As all animals would be

When lives lost in many ways